Dating
The Size of Your lips changed
Please let me go Caleb, you are not here, and I don't want you to be. Not white and not black. I want home to come get me, so I can heal in an environment where nothing you showed me exists, the bad feelings don't exist either. I have never felt more alone, and you only kick me around in these dark days, after you broke my brain. I don't know what is real and what is not real anymore, that is why I demand I go where I know it's real. Where I know an XL male shirt, doesn't fit someone with my build.
By I am me Amanda Nissen/Champion5 years ago in Confessions
Night Mode: Matthew & Ty
About 8 pm, Sam returned from venturing out at a local bar for a bite and a brew. The wheels in her mind are spinning with ever-present responsibilities weighing heavy on the heart. Each day, more monotonous than the next, and it is nerve-racking. Sam is an optimist by default and pessimist through experience; she finds herself yearning for the days of confidence and security.
By Myra Carter5 years ago in Confessions
A Kindred Spirit Entered My Life But I Could Never Hold Onto Him
I always was a pushover for a man with dreads. Up until recently, I thought it was just because natural looking dreads look sexy on a man. But not long ago, I had a revelation about why my love for the style continues to hold a special appeal for me, even more so than before.
By Justiss Goode5 years ago in Confessions
My Great love
After a lot of suffering and wrong choices, I found my soulmate. Here's a little bit of background to get started. He is amazing although he doesn't believe it. We met 1,5 years before we started dating. A month after dating we had to be in quarantine together and then he didn't leave. 3 months after that we moved into our apartment. In two weeks is our first year anniversary.
By Batrex5 years ago in Confessions
A Twist in the Tail
A Twist in the Tail By Dingo Marhax Maria was the virgin. She worked in a cheap gift shop, selling plastic flowers, trinkets, wind-up toys, assorted kitsch. The customers were schoolgirls and girls like Maria. It was late October, and the first snows had fallen and melted into muddy slush. The air was as crisply cold in the shop as outside, in the slushy, dirty street.
By Dingo Marhax5 years ago in Confessions
Online Dating: A Part-Time Job
So if you're a black woman living in the Washington DC area, like myself: you're smart, you're adventurious, with a twist of curiosity. i'm Cj. Yeah it stands for something, but I won't reveal my idenity quite yet because I have secrets.
By CJ Leonard5 years ago in Confessions
My Letter to Him
To the Love of my Life, I don't even know where to begin this letter to you, or even if you will ever see this. I hope you do. I hope that this finds its way to you somehow because I need you to know that none of this was a game. That none of this was a lie or even a joke. I need you to know that the love I had and still have for you was and is 100% real it. That despite all the demons inside your head telling you that it wasn't real, it was. I know you had to block me from your life because it was tearing you apart physically and mentally. I know you had to do what was best for you. But I wish things could have been different. I wish we could have pushed that restart button together and not separate.
By 𝔐𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔫 𝔗𝔬𝔡𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔧5 years ago in Confessions
